Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on May 28, 2009
"This poem was composed while I was asleep on a plane from New York to Scotland. It was written on the back of a receipt for peanuts. I remember that t rhymed when I was sleeping but not when I woke up. I have no memory of writing it but it's my handwriting and I do remember buying the peanuts."
It Rhymed in My Sleep
There was a tunnel in the basementIt was dank and dark and deep
and no one knew for sure
quite how far it went
The only thing for certain
was a being in the deep
My reflection starring at me from the dark
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